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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MORNING, by HENRY DAVID THOREAU Poet's Biography
First Line: Thou unconverted saint
Last Line: While the late risen world goes west.
Subject(s): Heresy; Morning; Heretics
First Line: Thou unconverted saint
Last Line: While the late risen world goes west.
Subject(s): Heresy; Morning; Heretics
Thou unconverted saint
Early Christian without taint --
Heathen without reproach
Who dost upon the evil day encroach,
Who ever since thy birth
Hast trod the outskirts of the earth.
Strict anchorite who dost simply feast
On freshest dews -- I'll be thy guest,
And daily bend my steps to east
While the late risen world goes west.
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NERVOUS FIT OF ANGUISH by CESAR VALLEJO
THE BALLAD WHICH ANNE ASKEW MADE AND SANG WHEN SHE WAS IN NEWGATE by ANNE ASKEWE
THE DEATH OF HUSS by ALFRED AUSTIN
LATIMER AND RIDLEY, BURNED AT THE STAKE IN OXFORD, 1555 by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN
DECLASSE by ANNA EMILIA BAGSTAD
THE HERETIC by GEORGE HERBERT CLARKE
HUSBAND AND HEATHEN by SAM WALTER FOSS
SIR JOHN OLDCASTLE, LORD COBHAM by ALFRED TENNYSON